The days

Shooting stars

..actually don't work. I have wished upon at least a dozen of them for the same one wish. But sadly, it never worked. So much for trying, but I wish I was as resolute as before.There was a time when I scorn upon wishes. Then, it was my conviction that only actions work. I could have been firmer when I laid upon my BX, scanning the sea of stars for the streak of light that marks a shooting star. I remember the night with Nick at the outcrop of rocks, tracing out orion. That was November, when someone was hurting and I totally did not know. I thought, in childhood fantasy, that someone would see the same shooting star and receive my prayers.

And so Yuwen was correct. She said I sounded weak. But time have made me realise that strength is meaningless without courage.Resilience: The ability to recover from or adjust easily to misfortune or change. Word for the day. The kick to start off tomorrow like a newborn. Where is the Atheist in me? The Roman general who had stregth. The non believer who always knows whats best.

I was doing all fine when someone else wasn't. The knowledge for which shakes me to sink into a dark age? Haha. Hell no.Guess the old rule applies. Two days to spring back into rythm and live like the champion again. It just drives me. Plus now, I secretly know that I am never alone.

This thought came to me when I was searching for my afternoon nap. When you go though pain, there is a point when even your heart gets numb. And so you say in challenge, come what may.Nothing stops me. Nothing stop us. Nothing gets in our way. It feels like its beyond all emotions.

posted by zente @ 8:33 AM